Let my focus
Be on you
Not my
Own grievance
My own desires
My own timing
For I know not
Why I can’t
Wait on your goodness
In what’s to come
And right now
Presently
Be content
Where
I’m at now
There is
A reason
For every season
Even the waiting ones
My life
Is not a
Social media reel
With endless smiles
And designer bags
It’s a hard slog
One that
Isn’t at completion
By a long mile
I’m learning again
Not the prettiest
Picture painted
But it’s
The most authentic
In a society
That desires
Style over
Substance
Here
We are
The substance
No matter
How much
The truth hurts
I'll take your authentic painting, and I appreciate it very much. : )
ReplyDeleteBellissima poesia
ReplyDeleteYour authentic self is all that matters.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! And it may not look like the prettiest picture painted right now - but in the end it will be gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteA prayer for us all. Amen
ReplyDeleteAmen and Amen.
ReplyDeleteBlessings and hugs,
Betsy
Beautiful words!
ReplyDeleteThis really hits deep. It's so refreshing to hear someone choose substance over the "social media reel" life.
ReplyDeleteYou are always so inspiring!
ReplyDeleteI far prefer substance over style! Keep on keeping it real.
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